Hey everyone! Wow, what can I say about time not updating in so long. Well first off, I want to say that I am so sorry! I have just been so busy with school, and cheerleading, and things like hanging out with my friends (I know bad excuse). Plus, I've been really tired after coming home, and usually I just do my chores, eat, and go to sleep. Again let me say that I am so so so sorry! I will be updating again regularly.

Well enough of my small talk, and here's the next chapter…

(Also I am going to try a new way of dialogue, and I want you all to let me know which way you like more, thanks!)

Chapter Thirty Four: January 7

Draco's POV

It was January, and we were two weeks away from the birth of our child (supposed date).

Since we had gotten back from our honeymoon, Hermione, and I had begun to prepare for our daughter.

We had moved into our new house (Hampshire), and Hermione had begun decorating immediately. She had just finished the baby's room.

It had "pooh bear" wallpaper, and even thought this was a muggle show, I let her put it in there, because she said "Draco it takes me back to my childhood." Plus lately she's been very moody, and is liable to snap at me for everything.

Anyway, we also found a matching changing table, crib, bassinet, a dresser, and then Hermione had put in a bookshelf with all the books that she wanted to read to our daughter. She even found carpeting, and a ceiling fan.

We also had a rocking chair, and don't even get me started about the toys. We had been getting gifts for the baby since we had gotten back from the honeymoon. We had put them all in the room next door.

Our room was across the hall, and in there Hermione had put a bassinet, and a crib.

In the baby's second room, we had put her stroller, and carrier, and things like that.

Hermione had decided that she wanted the baby to only eat organic things, and she tried to make the whole family eat that way, but I put my foot down there (begged). Now all we had to do was wait for our beautiful little princess to arrive.

Hermione's POV

"Dray, come here please."

I called to Dray from were I was on the floor doing my exercises.

"Yes, mummy?"

"Sweetie, can you go get daddy for me?

I watched as he ran off, and I continued to do my exercises.

"You needed me?

I looked over my shoulder to see Draco coming down the stairs with a towel around his lean waist.

I groaned.

"Draco…"

He looked down and smirked.

"Oh, sorry."

"If you keep on doing things like this, I'll be forced to have my way with you. Then our daughter will come early, is that what you want?"

I wasn't allowed to have sex now, because my doctor was afraid it might induce labor.

He jus smiled again, and flexed his muscles.

"Stop! Now help me up."

Draco grabbed my hand, and it took to strong pulls to help me.

"I can't wait till this girl comes out, because I feel like a big blimpie ballonie thingie thing."

He laughed at me.

"Well, you look amazing."

"Your just saying that."

He just smiled, as I waddled down the hallway to the kitchen to start dinner.

Draco's POV

Dray and I were sitting in the living room watching football (Hermione's dad had got me hooked on it), and Hermione was in the kitchen trying out some of her organic baby food recipes.

I heard the phone (wizarding), and Hermione and answer it.

About two seconds later, Hermione ran into the kitchen trying to put on her coat, and put Dray's on him.

"Draco, get dressed, we have to go to St. Mungo's…"

WHOS IN THE HOSPITAL? READ THE NEXT CHAPTER TO FIND OUT! BUTTERFLLY